Hilda of the Chatti

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About Hilda of the Chatti

Granddaughter of the Chief

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Jeanne Goursaud
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Demanding an Audience

Started by Hilda of the Chatti · May 2

April, 77AD
Hilda tilted her head to the side, squinting up into the sun and the hill in front of her. She'd been told this was where their chief rested his head. Why the chief needed such an ostentatious home was beyond her. She'd been in Rome a handful of days and yet she had been surprised almost every hour. She'd still not found Wulfric, as it turned out 'the subura' was a very vast place with too many people in it to count. She'd countenanced going back to Varus and demanding his specific address, but she'd scrapped the idea. Even the vaguely helpful instructions of 'he works at this warehouse' hadn't led her to her brother, and so she did what she knew - she walked to the most important part of the settlement (city) and decided to seek help there.
She was under no illusions that their chief, their Emperor, would know where Wulfric was but she did have a thought that perhaps he'd loan her assistance to find him. She was the granddaughter of the chief of the Chatti. She was a princess, in almost all respects, and she was to be respected. Smoothing down her long-sleeved shift and the sleeveless dress that lay on-top and then adjusting her belt and the gleaming broach at her shoulder she huffed in annoyance. People were avoiding her eyes and she tried to will her features into something friendlier. It didn't seem to work as people continued to scurry past her; men in pristine white drapery, women with their heads covered and hair twirled up, and small people in shabby looking clothes rushing with their arms laden. Nobody wanted to help. She huffed again and placed her hands on her hips.
"How do I see the Emperor?" She called out, to nobody in particular.

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Where to Begin?

Started by Hilda of the Chatti · April 27

April, 77AD
Hilda stood in the Forum, trying desperately not to look as gormless and impressed as her man Gerfrid did as the pair of them took in their surroundings. Weeks on the road had brought them to this place and yet she was...underwhelmed. The weather was already too warm and it was only early Spring, the crowds were vile, the people rude and in her estimation the only thing Rome really had going for it was its size and the buildings. She'd never seen anything quite like it before, even on the Limes when her husbands people used to trade with the forts that dotted the area. This was something else entirely.
"Where should we start?" Gerfrid asked uneasily, eyeing Hilda. He had been a family friend for years, a cousin of some description, but the weeks on the road and dominance of the city had made the usually proud, powerful man a little...nervous, it seemed. It had no such effect on Hilda who glared around the bustling square. "Mother said his name was Varus, the man Wulfric was to meet." She replied in their language, ignoring the curious looks the pair of them were receiving. She placed both hands on her hips, hiking the bag she wore further up her shoulder as she did. "So we find Varus first, and then we find Wulfric. Go and ask around." She gestured with her head to a group of important-enough looking men congregating at one end of the Forum. "I'll start there." She didn't leave room for negotiation as she made a beeline for one of the illicit market stalls set up around the periphery which seemed to sell some sort of pastry. Who knew, maybe they traded in information as well as delicious looking food?

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Unexpected Arrival

Started by Hilda of the Chatti · April 27

April, 77AD
Hilda peered curiously at the door, eyes narrowed, hands on her hips and Gerfrid - the man that had accompanied her on the journey - standing nervously by her side. It didn't look like much to her - a door in a wall, but one of the men they'd spoken to had assured the pair that this was indeed where Varus lived. Whatever a Varus was (besides a fool who doomed some legions long ago). Well...she knew exactly who Varus was. Her mother had kept it from them for years, but it explained why she looked very little like her supposed brother. Half-brother. Gerfrid didn't know and she could tell his curiosity was piqued about why Wulfric would have come all the way to Rome to meet an important Roman citizen. The cover story she'd spun was weak at best, thready and full of holes and so to save any further questioning, she knocked firmly on the door.
She flinched as a slot slid open to reveal the beady eyes of somebody looking her over. "Yes?"
She cleared her throat. The benefit of marrying into a tribe so close to the Romans was that she'd learned Latin (out of necessity, mostly, to overhear conversations between her tribe and their neighbours). She wasn't perfect at it, but could hold a conversation; "I am here to see Varus. Tertius." She arched a brow, "You can tell him Frieda sent me." The man gave her a once over and Hilda scoffed. She knew her fashions weren't the Roman style but she was unmoved. She stepped a touch closer to the door and offered the slave a smirk. "I'm not a very patient woman." The man slammed shut the peephole and Hilda scowled, knocking harder until, after a long few moments it finally swung open and the harried looking man gestured for her to come inside. She glanced fleetingly at Gerfrid and spoke in their language; "Wait here." He was under no obligation to do as she bid him, but he did so all the same, staring gormlessly after her as she stepped inside.
Well. This was not what she was expecting. She tried not to let the wonder show on her face.

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Hilda of the Chatti

Started by Hilda of the Chatti · April 24

HILDA OF THE CHATTI
23 | 20 March 54AD | Foreigner | Granddaughter of the Chief of the Chatti | Straight | Original/Wanted | Jeanne Goursaud

Personality.
Quick to temper, and known to bristle at authority, Hilda has few of the diplomatic skills possessed by her half-brother Wulfric or her mother. A proud member of the Chatti, Hilda is perturbed and confused by the opulence of Italia and Rome. She wears her heritage clearly and is proud to be a woman and princess of the Chatti. She likes to gamble and drink, and assert her authority when she can. Just as she is quick to temper, she is likewise quick to smile and laugh - especially when in the company of her siblings or friends. She has none of the qualms of Roman women about sex or relationships, especially since her marriage and has been known to take several lovers throughout her marriage. Passionate, forthright and dominating, Hilda is a force to be reckoned with.

Appearance
Hilda is the image one might conjure of a barbarian Germanian woman; thick blonde hair, blue eyes, freckled pale skin, strong features and an athletic, lean, nimble figure. She has a passing resemblance to her half-brother, but favours her mother. She dresses as befits her upbringing - in simple enough tunicas and thick furs, both of which she’s brought with her to Rome. She usually wears her hair down and unbraided and doesn’t wear jewellery or makeup beyond simple leather bracelets, given to her by a past lover. She is an attractive woman but the scowl she usually wears diminishes her looks somewhat.

Family
Father: Wulfstan of the Chatti (deceased, 73AD)
Mother: Frieda of the Chatti
Siblings:
Wulfric of the Chatti (half-brother, born 52AD)
Signy of the Chatti (sister, born 57AD)
Spouse: Ahren of the Tencteri (deceased, 76AD)
Children: N/A
Extended family:
Hrodulf (grandfather) – Chieftain of the Chatti
Hrolf (uncle) - Frieda's brother and next in line to be king
Other:

History
54AD (March) - Hilda is born to Frieda of the Chatti and her husband Wulfstan.
57AD (July) - Hilda’s younger sister Signy is born.
69AD (June) - Hilda becomes a woman as her bleeds begin, and her grandfather begins searching for a suitable match for a marriage.
71AD (January) - Aged sixteen, Hilda is used to form an alliance with the neighbouring Tencteri, marrying the son of a chief - Ahren. She’s displeased with the match and the man but grudgingly goes all the same, leaving her family behind.
73AD (December) - Hilda learns her father has died and that her half-brother is leaving for Rome.
71-76AD - Hilda lives with her husband and his people in their settlement. Their marriage is volatile and, at times, violent. This violence is mutual though and exacerbated during the long, dark winter months.
76AD (November) - Ahren and several of his men are killed during a spat with some soldiers of the legion stationed closest to Tencteri lands on the Limes. His body is displayed outside the Roman fort as a message. As part of the terms of her marriage, in the event of Ahren’s death without an heir, Hilda was to marry his brother. Hilda, sick of the Tencteri and of the opinion that Ahren's brother was no better than him, returns back to Chatti lands without permission.
76AD (December) - Back with her family, the Tencteri won’t relent that Hilda should return to their lands. Frieda tries her best to persuade her father, and her brother to not relent. Discord reigns between the tribes and Hrodulf, Hrolf and Frieda make a plan to send Hilda to Wulfric, hoping that his (presumed) new influence in Rome and protection will be enough to help Hilda, and her absence from the region will calm down the Tencteri.
77AD (January) - Hilda starts her long journey to Rome, accompanied by one of her uncles men, to escape the Tencteri demands and seek the protection and influence of her half-brother, who she assumes has established himself in the city.
77AD (April) - Hilda arrives in Rome and seeks out Wulfric.

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